|Part of a vintage hunting photo collection from OutdoorLife.com|
When I thought up the title for this post, my mind drifted immediately to my sweet hubby's hunting days. We were first engaged almost 27 years ago while still in college. He, a farm boy to my way of thinking, lived in a rural town on an acre of land. Hunting season was playtime in that part of East Texas and I'll never forget the weekend that Bubba (yep, I've always called my brother Bubba – no lie!) took sweet hubby out to shoot some dove.
The birds sat on the phone lines as they drove out to the land where they'd gained permission to shoot.
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